Tao Hua crossed his arms, leaning against the doorframe of the operating room, watching their embracing figures, a faint smile curling at the corner of his lips.
Xiaocong was knocked to the ground but jumped back up, like an angry little lion, fiercely pouncing at the sparring partner.
The tall man dodged his attack, waved his hand, and knocked him back to the ground.
"Your moves are too slow, and you have too many flaws. Stand up, and continue!" The sparring partner said harshly, without a trace of mercy.
Xiaocong stared at him with his big dark eyes, his whole body in pain.
But he didn’t cry and still gritted his teeth to stand up, his eyes filled with anger as he glared at the sparring partner, as if there were a deep grudge between them.
The sparring partner’s face turned cold, and he shouted sternly, "What are you staring at! You, run three laps around the seashore immediately, or no dinner for you!"
A group of boys nearby, frightened into silence, showed various expressions on their faces when they saw Xiaocong being punished.
Zhang Xu let out a cold laugh, a hint of schadenfreude in his eyes.
This Rong Lincong has such a stubborn temper. After being tormented by the sparring partner for more than half a year, he still hasn’t learned to submit, always getting punished—it serves him right!
Unwilling and reluctant, Xiaocong turned around, dragging his exhausted, battered body to run along the seashore.
The sparring partner turned and glared at the other boys, "What are you looking at! If any of you disobey like him, you’ll be punished the same way!"
Not far away, Yun Xi, who had been watching the scene for a while, walked out, laughing heartily, "Sparring Partner Zhou indeed lives up to the expectations of our boss. I’ve heard that you became one of the top experts in just a few months. Seeing the results of your recent training with these kids, it’s indeed very impressive."
Sparring Partner Zhou turned and saluted Yun Xi, neither humble nor overbearing.
"Thank you for the compliment, Instructor Yun Xi. Since the boss entrusted me to assist you in cultivating new talents for the organization, I naturally have to give it my all and strive to do the best job."
Yun Xi nodded with satisfaction, then smiled and said, "However, after observing for the past few months, I noticed you seem to have a particular grudge against Rong Lincong. Why is that? Rong Lincong is the best among them in terms of skills. By right, you should be fond of him, not targeting him all the time."
A trace of complexity flashed across Sparring Partner Zhou’s eyes, which did not escape Yun Xi’s notice.
He lowered his eyes and said, "Since his skills are the best, the requirements for him must naturally be stricter. Otherwise, how can we cultivate top talents for the organization!"
Seeing he was unwilling to reveal the truth, Yun Xi didn’t mind.
He laughed heartily, leaned closer, and said softly, "Things are probably not like that..."
Sparring Partner Zhou looked up slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
Yun Xi stared at him, smiling, "I heard you have a grudge against Rong Shaoze, the Sect Leader of Yanhuang, is that right?"
Sparring Partner Zhou’s eyes narrowed slightly, a sharp glint in them.
From his reaction, Yun Xi knew he had guessed correctly.
It was indeed his grudge against Rong Shaoze that made him torment his son so much.
Yun Xi said no more, patting his shoulder and earnestly saying, "Sparring Partner Zhou, it is a remarkable task to cultivate new talents for the organization. However, try not to bring too many personal feelings into it... You must know, the boss values that kid very much..."
"Yes, I understand!" Sparring Partner Zhou nodded solemnly.
Yun Xi walked away, satisfied, and Sparring Partner Zhou continued to command the other boys in their training.